Once it was clear that Adam did not quite have his balance, Ronan walked over to him. Hovering was not something he did, but neither was letting his boyfriend faceplant on the floor. He'd rather not take the risk.

"Yeah. I'm good." He stopped at a respectable distance, partly because Thorpedo came and pawed at his leg. He shook him off but scratched his ears to make up for it. His attention remained on Adam. "Pretty sure you've got a fever,"